You decided to go on a 50 day journey with your best friend in order to save his mother from a curse placed on his family's bloodline. You had no idea that by saying you were going, that you had just signed your own death contract. You didn't know that everything would change and you were going to be in danger 23 hours of the day. Though it didn't matter to you. You would save them all. 𝑡𝑜𝑝 𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑠 ♥︎ ✔︎#5 𝑖𝑛 𝑗𝑗𝑏𝑎 ✔︎#5 𝑖𝑛 𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑘𝑎𝑘𝑦𝑜𝑖𝑛 ✔︎#1 𝑖𝑛 𝑗𝑜𝑗𝑜𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡3

Jotaro looks up. The sea is flat, the tide low and the waves are weakly splashing onto the shore. He turns around, treading water, staring at the man by the shore. Kakyoin watches as Jotaro bobs with the waves, his gaze soft, but behind his eyes was something akin to fear, dark and gloomy. Jotaro just wanted to take his hand, and drag him in. After all, there really was nothing to be afraid of.

The streets of London are always bustling with trouble. If you're not harassed by the Priwen guards, you're probably running away from night stalkers and the Wet Boot Boys or staying home to avoid the epidemic. You lived on these dangerous streets, trying to steer clear of every possible problem. One fateful night, you encounter a malevolent being but something miraculous happens. You are saved by a complete stranger that has an enticing, mysterious aura. Your heart longs to know more but your mind is skeptic. How will you fare against this strange, yet handsomely dashing savior? ---------- This is a co-written fanfiction with @Raven2019. Based on Dontnod Entertainment's game, Vampyr. Credits to the amazing artist! @SDeeyS on Instagram and Tumblr!

You and your parents move from (hometown) to Amity Park because your father got a job offer at Axion Labs. Few days after you move, you start your new school year at Casper High where your life changes after you met three teenagers

"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work